The buildings of downtown
stand like guards in
full coronation regalia patient
immovable and at attention
Fog hangs about their
shoulders like dusty applets
the light from windows
shining like hundreds of
tiny polished brass buttons
all huddled together leaning
one against the other
like drunken sailor revelers
in port on leave
waiting for the military
police to sweep them
up like boozy rubbish
and pour them back
aboard their heaving ships
Month: June 2023
Sinking
I have simply not
not been this and
not been that but
one of the many
things that I’m not
is inspired my life
has taken on water
no longer buoyant now
only half of what
it was when I
first set sail having
given way to the
very thing that I
thought was my ally
Daddyisms
Here’s the thing: Life never gets easier; you just get better at it: Problems never get smaller; you learn to be bigger: Love and hate are synonymous; you can’t have one without having had the other at some point.
None
I now prefer silence
I prefer hearing nothing
but my own thoughts
and sometimes not even
that sometimes it’s nothing
What I’m talking about
isn’t being underwater or
being buried under sand
What I’m talking about
is being safe and
aware and mindful of
all things around me
but listening to none
There’s none out there
you just need to
listen to find it
Iland
I’ve accepted my aloneness
I no longer look
to another for friendship
I am my island
borne from nothing but
the earth sky sea
what I need I
have right here all
else are lost or
there to take and
occupy and eventually remove
leaving me my island
scarred like everyone else
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 